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Chapter four hundred and first arm in the pool

 "Why is it such a coincidence that it collapsed just as I was about to leave?"

While coughing, he stood up holding the door and confirmed that the road he came from had really collapsed. Shade couldn't help but feel doubtful.

But thinking about it, it seemed that there were some coincidences tonight, which led him to arrive at the subway door from Sophia's mansion. For example, in the tavern, he heard the professors' conversation three times, and therefore directly

Learned more secrets.

"Damn it, could it be [Puppet Operator's Notes] that brought me here? But last time it was the luck of the night, this time it seems that it just provided me with the convenience of coming here."

But there is no other choice anyway. Although you can stay where you are and wait for the witch's rescue, after all, it is impossible for the witch to not want her ring. But the current problem is that there is still a possibility of the passage collapsing, and this possibility is very high.

There was no way Shad would stay where he was and wait to be buried alive.

"I can only open the door. Anyway, I still have a drop of divinity in my body so I won't be so unlucky."

He stood up helplessly and patted the dust off his body. Looking inside through the gap in the iron door, it was pitch black inside. Even the silver light from his fingertips could not illuminate the thick darkness inside.

Shade pressed his hand on the door, and with the light of the ring, his palm rotated slightly until the spell could no longer be used, and the door was opened.

After two steps back, nothing rushed out from behind. So Shade pushed the door, and the door made an unusually loud "squeak~" sound. At the same time as his hair stood on end, this gentle push actually

Push the door fully open.

He used his clothes to turn the big book in his hand into a toy and carried it with him. Then the light in his left hand illuminated the front, and he pulled out the moonlight sword from the air with his right hand. Shade stepped into the darkness behind the door.

Although the inside of the door cannot be illuminated from the outside, once inside, the silver light from the fingertips can illuminate the entire space.

Behind the door is not a long and narrow passage, but a small square darkroom. In the middle of the darkroom is a pool that occupies three-quarters of the entire space. On the other side of the pool, there is a door that Shade pushed open.

Identical iron gate.

Shade stood at the door and did not dare to move forward. As soon as he entered, the voice in his ears reminded him that the strong whispering elements were in this dark room.

There was actually a faint light in the dark room. The light came from the gurgling pool, as if there was not only a spring under the pool, but also a light source that could emit light.

Shade stood there without daring to move. He clearly felt that something was staring at him in the dark room.

He couldn't describe this feeling more accurately, but the feeling at this moment frightened him more than the spider crawling up his neck not long ago.

The hair on his hair stood up slightly, and the panic made him want to turn around and run away. But behind him was a dead end road only a few meters long, so there was no point in turning around and running away.

And at this moment, in the pool with a strange blue-white light, with the sound of rushing water, a smooth arm stretched out. The skin was so delicate, and the palm and arm were so tempting.

.Even a foreigner who prides himself on being able to control his desires reasonably can hardly control the urge to step forward to check at this moment.

"oh!"

A short light blade appeared on the fingertips, and Shade scratched his arm. The pain immediately suppressed the strange impulse. Although it was injured, it was worth it.

The landslide outside was still continuing, and he could no longer exit. The arm that stretched out of the water was dancing gently above the pool, and its palm seemed to have no bones, making strange movements and postures, but it would not let the door open.

Shade, seen shoulders and body.

The arm slid across the water, and the sound of the water was unusually obvious in the quiet space. At the same time, a strange aroma gradually spread. If this scene hadn't happened in a sealed darkroom underground, it would probably have given birth to many beautiful things for Shade.

Imagine.

But at this moment, he just wants to get away from here, away from that beautiful hand, and away from this pool. No matter what kind of relic this is, it is definitely not a good thing.

"Haha~"

Laughter came from the pool. It was a woman's laughter. It was like the sound of silver bells that refreshed the heart, and it was like a cold drink in the hot summer that made people feel refreshed.

The laughter appeared intermittently, and the sound gradually gained a sense of charm. Although Shade had not been exposed to similar sounds, it was undoubtedly a sound that aroused human primitive desires.

However, compared to the arm that could dance on the water with just its arm, this voice was not attractive to Shade at all.

After all, he was used to hearing the laughter of women's voices in his ears, and other laughter was too ordinary for Shade.

【Should I thank you for the compliment?】

"You have this time to make fun of me, why not help me think about what to do now."

One of Shade's hands was holding the door frame tightly, and the veins on his arms were almost exposed. It was not that he was nervous, but that he couldn't restrain the urge to step forward.

[It’s very simple, don’t you have some cult scriptures on you? 】

Shade suddenly realized it, and hurriedly restored the book, and then searched for records about this thing. It's just that the hateful cultists didn't compile a catalog for their own religious classics. Shade could only flip through page by page, and was overwhelmed.

Forced to read those evil and terrible knowledge.

This book has over two hundred pages.

There was a splashing sound that startled Shade. Looking up, the dancing hand had retracted below the surface of the water, and instead a woman's leg stretched out from the water. Still only the legs could be seen, not the other.

Moving to other parts of the body, the toes painted with red nail polish are slightly curled up, and the fair skin has a milky sheen.

Shade had to admit that he was really moved at this moment.

"You actually use this kind of thing to test a foreigner like me."

Although his heart was beating, he still held on to the doorframe firmly and refused to let go. If Shade had any advantages, he thought he had strong self-control.

"Can't these damn fishmen write a summary at the beginning of each chapter and a summary at the end?"

In his heart, he scolded the fish-man who had no academic spirit at all, and tried his best not to raise his head.

However, the sound of the woman's legs stirring the water really made him think of many images. And even if he blocked his ears with cloth, those sounds could still enter his ears unimpeded.

The woman's chuckle and the sound of playing in the water constantly stirred up Shade's nerves, making him want to raise his head or step forward.

"this is"

Fortunately, the content that appeared in the book in his hand temporarily attracted Shade's full attention. He did not find information about the creatures in the pool, but saw records about the "golden pearl".

This record is put together with the rituals of the Scarlet Esoteric Cult's worship of evil gods. In the tone of religious mythology, it tells the scene of the evil gods coming to the material world in ancient times.

The murlocs are gods, and they built a huge temple in the murloc city in the abyss of the sea. The saint occupies the body of a huge mermaid, spreads terrible knowledge to believers in the temple, and accepts bloody sacrifices.

Before the god left, in order to reward the believers for their piety, he killed half of the population of the fish-men race at that time, and used those tears of joy, bliss, fear and pain to make a golden pearl to hold the gifts he had given.

The power of the murloc race.


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